Twilight One-Shots

Back to December

I'm so glad you made time to see me

How's life? Tell me how's your family?

I haven't seen them in a while.

You've been good, busier than ever,

We small talk, work and the weather,

Your guard is up and I know why.

Because the last time you saw me

Is still burned in the back of your mind.

You gave me roses and I left them there to die.

So this is me swallowing my pride,

Standing in front of you saying, "I'm sorry for that night,"

And I go back to December all the time.

It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you.

Wishing I'd realized what I had when you were mine.

I'd go back to December, turn around and make it all right.

I go back to December all the time.

These days I haven't been sleeping,

Staying up, playing back myself leavin'.

When your birthday passed and I didn't call.

And I think about summer, all the beautiful times,

I watched you laughing from the passenger side.

Realised I loved you in the fall.

And then the cold came, the dark days when fear crept into my mind

You gave me all your love and all I gave you was "Goodbye".

Back to December ~ Taylor Swift

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A/N

Yes, this one-shot was completely and utterly inspired by the above song. I was having a bit of writer's block, so you've got this. I hope you enjoy it. No, I will not continue it -- it's just a one-shot. One chapter. One. Please don't beg me to continue it. Thank you!

Enjoy!

Lucy xX

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Twenty-three-year-old Bella Swan has trust issues. It's something she's always struggled with, and everyone knows it, especially her long-term boyfriend, Edward Cullen, who is unconditionally in love with her. When Edward eventually works up the nerve to tell her how he feels, Bella completely freaks out, afraid of their emotional relationship progressing. But when Bella runs into Edward again, she realises that she's pushed away the best thing that ever happened to her.

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Bella Swan, 22nd February 2014

I was in a mess. It had been two months since I'd broken up with my long-term boyfriend, Edward Cullen, and I was barely living. I was surviving. It had been my own fault, and in breaking up with Edward I'd broken both our hearts - I just hadn't realised it at the the time.

It had been in that very park that we'd stood together, smiling and holding hands, when Edward spoke the three words that I couldn't bare to hear. I love you. I'd always had trust issues, unable to trust men or risk giving myself wholly to them, and I was absolutely terrified of those words. It had been in a hurry that I'd ended things with Edward. One minute he was proclaiming his love, the next he was standing, staring after me as I left him. For good.